Lyrics Streetlights 8D (BONUS) [Low N Slow] - Schy West

Huh
Huh
Huh
And yeah
Yeah
Yeah

World getting, hotter so am I
Rolling Stone, the cover you and I
Try to plan it out just like the Mayans
But every time you seeming unsurprised

Is it crazy if I say I wanna die?
"Are you talking bout your hair or bout your life?"
Now they thinking "who you roll around with?"
Curly headed, fresh to death his style

Bare face shawty with a fit, mmm
Always down to go take pics, mmm
Never been the type to get lit
Rather go and pass around a spliff, mmm
Pretty little thing you entice me
Celibate tonight is unlikely
With you girl it's hard to get a grip

Is
This
Something that we both wanna confess
Fess
Up bout all of the times that you finesse
Finessed
Finessed me

Now I know depressed and stressed is what you left me
Rolling round, gotchu in my mind
Thinking bout the times when you were mine
Now I'm wondering where your mind is
Thinking bout someone or you and I?

Certified simp, I can't deny it
Dreamed it that we formed a new alliance
I'm talking you and I did
We won't ever know unless we try it
Fuck it don't shame me
Cause you been getting everything you gave me

If you don't want this anymore
Then I don't want it any more
Talking bout the love that you gave me but understand that love don't pay me
I know you already know the vibe
Already know the vibes
The vibes

If you gone kill the mood then so am I
You done made me question who am I
Never did I think it'd be like this
Why am I the only one who tries
Always digging deeper for the closure
Knowing damn well that it's over
We know it is
Aye

Dashing to the pyramids
Uh huh
Something died with you
Now all I need's a tomb
Last words I ain't hearing it
Nu uh
Cause I know
I know
That one

World getting, hotter so am I
Rolling Stone, the cover you and I
Try to plan it out just like the Mayans
But every time you seeming unsurprised

Is it crazy if I say I wanna die?
"Are you talking bout your hair or bout your life?"
Now they thinking "who you roll around with?"
Curly headed, fresh to death his style

Talking bout the love that you gave me but understand that love don't pay me
I know you already know the vibe
Already know the vibes
The vibes